The Legend-News

What We Got Here

I Only Have Ice For You, or what to do in Ouray on a cold winter's day;
Surfin' With The Rubber Duck; two sources for
Used McCall; and for the
Song A’ Th’ Week, we have the romantic ballad "Two-Way Lovin'".

I Only Have Ice For You

When I visited Ouray back in June 2000, I heard about local attempts to keep tourism dollars in town during the winter months. Ouray itself doesn't have a ski area — you've got to go south towards Durango or over to Telluride — but it does have a lot of ice, which led to the
Ouray Ice Festival. Unfortunately, the Festival was in January, so you've missed this year's; but there's always another winter.

Alan Chafin forwarded to me this article, from Outdoors magazine. Actually, he ripped it out of a copy of the magazine in the waiting room while he was getting an oil change, but that really doesn't matter.

Surfin' With The Rubber Duck

Last week, the local temperatures rose into the 50s (Fahrenheit, of course), giving the Duck an opportunity to dip his toes into the pond out back. A bit chilly, but he had to find out for himself. And what the Duck found? A lot of people who just don't do their research, or know how to spell; the 'common people' can be excused, but the journalists? Search for "mcall" (that's just one "c") on these pages.

"Wish Eye May, Wish Eye Might". Speculation about the identity of one 'David Fries'. The Duck has sent a correction to this page's author. He doesn't want misinformation circulating.

Smelly Tongues Digest #214, which is directly related to the previous item (the same writer appears here). That writer, 'agrimorfee', ought to wake up, the Duck thinks.

Uncle Buzz PRESS. A mention of a cover of "Convoy", but the Duck isn't really certain that he wants to hear this one. Bubblegum?! (So far, the Duck has learned that this "Convoy" was actually released as a 7-inch single, and that the EP is out-of-print.)

Song A’ Th’ Week

Ev'ry evenin', when the sun goes down
And nobody can see me
I get my Chevy an' I cruise around
Makin' love on my CB
I say, "Breaker broker for the Wolfman, baby
We lookin' for Red Ridin' Hoods
We definitely wants to modulate
We on the side, in the woods"

[Chorus]
Two-way lovin'
That's all I want to doo-woo-woo
Two-way lovin'
That's all I ever want to doo-oo-oo-oo-oo

An' she say "My, what a big pair of ears you have."

[Chorus]
Mama wants an eighty-eight

Now the other evenin' I was all alone
Wasn't nothin' to do
I called my baby on my microphone
Says, "Hello, where is you?"
She said her twenty was a-Grandma's place
(Which is down in the woods)
I ask her do she want to modulate?
Like a good Hood should